rose canes
bobbing gently
in a cold winter breeze
for a moment it was summer
again
falling
thick, wet and fast
creating a white world
and bringing thoughts of long ago
summer
winter
temperatures
do not intimidate
for under the ice the river
runs free
looking
up through the trees
wanting to find blue sky
struggling to accept a world
in changes
with spring
we saw rebirth
summer a time of growth
fiery was autumn and winter
won’t leave
Poem This Picture Contest: Free Verse: Untitled
